Chris🤎
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Y'all know I don't be giving a fuck about a lot of shit. But I ain't gon lie, Sasha not talking to me fucked with me.
The tryouts was less than 24 hours away and I was ready, but the last practice I had on my own was terrible.
I was making unnecessary mistakes that I never did before.
''Fuck.'' I yelled out throwing the football on the field.
My mind kept thinking about Sasha and I was just so mad. At myself.
Cus all she said was valid. I had been a fuck nigga to her for years, yet I loved blaming her like she was the one fucking me over.
Crying the victim, forreal.
I loved this girl, but I managed to only hurt her. And now I had to pay for it.
After the shit show I had put on. I went to the dorms and took a quick shower before getting dressed to meet with Kenan, Logan and Parker.
Logan and Parker was trying out for the team too but we met in Politcal Science class.
I chose to wear a cool fit, since we was gon hit the arcade and the mall.
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After putting on some of my cologne, I got out my dorm and headed straight to the lobby.
"Wassup gang?" Logan dapped me up.
"Sup my boy?" I said.
"You ready to get yo ass whupped in these games?" he spoke and I chuckled.
"Where Kenan and Park at mane?" I asked ignoring his antics.
"Kenan already at the arcade, so is Parker." He assured.
I nodded and texted my sister back real quick.
Ever since I been here, she been checking in every day like she my momma. I think it's funny how she worries so much about me.
I got in the car with Logan and he pulled out the parking lot onto the road.
